my body is tired as i sit here tonight
only a flickering street lamp as my light
you've turned me down many a time
but still i stay here long past my prime
every time i come back to stay
all you can do is look away
your look your sigh their comforting things
a gentle breeze under my wings
so i'll stay here and wait for you
till all your toilsome fears are though
your fears of love and happiness
they haven't been pleasant gifts
but i shall wait oh dear one
until this time of fear is done
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